For me its opening the apple weather app and the map in it and watching the temperatures and wind patterns all around the world
The colours are beautiful in winters
Going on a run in the evening, when the weather is shit. Usually the streets are empty, I feel the rain on my face, the wind. I can catch glimpses of cozy people in front of their TV, or in their kitchen and imagine them to be happy about the fact that they are inside in this weather. I also get happy thinking about returning to my couch, after a run the couch seems to be extra comfy and the food better. But before that I speed up to max out my capacity and the feeling of being alive, by getting extra soaked through, cold and exhausted. It’s great.
Originally wasn’t going to comment, but I get a very similar feeling being inside a car parked on a road during the rain. It’s an odd feeling watching someone walking home quickly through the rain while you sit in another dark car, dry and unnoticed.
I was raised in a place that gets a lot of rain back before kids got driven everywhere. If you wanted to go anywhere, do anythng like camping or whatever, you had to be ok with rain.
One of my favorite things was getting home soaked and cold, getting changed into dry clothes, and having a nice cup of tea from the pot that was always waiting under a cosy. Such a wonderful feeling.
Somewhat adjacent feeling, but being out in the snow, especially in a deep blizzard. Different feelings if you are out in a town/city or out somewhere rural.
I love the snow though. I don’t usually get sick of it quickly.
I also love snow and snowstorms. Had one time where I walked to work in a snowstorm because public transportation was not an option anymore but as I was working in a hospital I felt obligated to come.
It was wonderful being this alone, guess I crave it. Unfortunately we do not get much snow anymore where I live.
By shitty weather I thought you meant the shitty weather I usually have here (30 to 38 Celsius on average) yeah I wouldn’t mind the rain (even when it can be risky) but running with my shitty weather hell no.
I find confort in the fact someone put marshmallows in Jello and called it a salad, and everybody just went along with it.
Do you know got stupid my dumbest ideas are? Not as stupid as ambrosia salad. And that’s comforting.
Complete utter silence and darkness … complete darkness
I’m not saying it as a wish for death … it was my favourite way of going to sleep when I was a kid, just complete silent darkness for a few hours to get a good night sleep.
I haven’t had it in years … wife sleeps with a nightlight and there is always a window to the street light, the hallway light or some light somewhere and its never quiet any more, some machine is running, highway noises or whatever.
As a teen, I used to just board up my room at night, even place black out curtains at night time and seal up my doorway to block out the light in the hallway. I used to find comfort in being able to ‘see’ in the dark on my own. Don’t get me wrong, I’m afraid of the dark too and if I got caught in a strange new place in complete darkness, I’d probably freak out.
I do not like pure darkness.
I have mild synesthesia so I see patterns and colours when I hear noises and it’s louder in the dark. If I’m camping and there’s a sound of a stick breaking or a squirrel running by it will cause like flashes of bright colour and it keeps me awake.
Current society are losing the sense of beauty of night. The streetlights, the screens, vehicle lights, constantly stare at us. And the sounds ofc.
I remember my childhood in my grandpa’s village with such near complete silence in the dark nights, and I fall asleep anytime I recall that. Great to know I’m not the only to love them.
Most people I know hate it, but I absolutely love the feeling of a fly crawling on my arms or legs. It gives me this wonderful comfortable tingling sensation and I can’t get enough of it.
Yeah my wife and both kids let these little hover flies crawl on them while we are watching outdoor sports or whatever. They like to land on you and drink your sweat. They’ll give them names and sit with one on them for an hour and act sad when they leave.
I’m not afraid of them but I don’t like it.
I’m not afraid of them but I don’t like it.
Can’t tell if you’re referring to the flies or the wife and kids.
Making eye contact with a rat, pigeon, or hedgehog.
I was raised around a lot of wildlife and aspects of cities can feel lonely and empty. Seeing other living creatures comforts me.
